blame the rains for everything

I'd been contemplating a bit of solo venturing out today. It'll have to wait though. It's raining, a rather sort of ferocious minuscule drops that don't wet the skin as much as sting.
Also taking out garbage for a quick second made me realize that I'll have to get a thicker jacket out now.
  And think of it really, why should I even step out? There's a cozy cocoon of warm insides of my house. Why would I trade that for a bit of light shopping that can be put off until tomorrow.

It's not even light shopping as much as it is aimlessly ogling at exotic bottles in specialty stores and arbitrarily picking them up.
I was in the mood to buy some nice cheese too.

Now all that shall wait while I nurse a hot cup of cocoa and read a book.

Writing, today?Hmm..
for all the thoughts on getting on with my writing I don't seem to be doing anything about it today.

Need an earlier start. I will. Monday.

Somehow if I start with a story I've gotta finish. If I leave it halfway through to pick up on it the next day, I lose the train of thoughts, and it shouldn't be that way.

I know, I've to change it.
I will. Monday :)

procrastination is not my master, but i don't mind slaving for it a bit.